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shh shh
she can't sleep
even tried to count some sheep
gears keep turning
no off button
wander far from fields of mutton
back to landscapes less serene
her brain a scattered time machine
what if, if only
gnawing gnawing
guilt inside is tearing, clawing
thought she killed that wicked monster
still its prey, some days it  haunts her
big mistakes bad decisions
crimson past like scarred incisions
start again forgive, forgive
perhaps some things she won't outlive
emotional midget, basket case
spilling tears from place to place
wherever she goes
drip drip drip
from leaky eyelids tears will slip
leaving traces streaky face
and that salty, salty taste
tomorrow, next year
leave the past
things start spinning sick-bag fast
endless list of things to do
don't let them down
they count on you
hush now, hush now
rest your head
think warm fuzzy thoughts instead
count your many awesome blessings
silence worries, worthless stressing
visions loved ones precious faces
safe secure in warm embraces
again she's saddened less consoled
those hands too far away to hold
her sister over oceans blue
others might as well be too
not seas between that separate
but failure to communicate
she thinks of friends she misses much
regret and grief in losing touch
thank you cards she needs to write
her mind could go and go all night
ugh exhausted
need some zzz's
fuck off sun, go back down please
what to count now?
ducks ducks geese
upon a lake, a pond of peace
feather pillow floating down
grant her sleep or let her drown
sick of swimming she surrenders
sinks to sleep in silent splendor
©2008-2009 ~Allisonimacaroni
:iconallisonimacaroni:

Author's Comments

rambling. emo. sorry.

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:icondemosthenes-101:
Rambling "emo" indeed but it really is a beautiful poem. And in this one's opinion it is one that reflects that very nature of the human mind in the processes of trying to find the calm and serine amidst the chaos of one's "life". The poem itself seems to express something far greater than just a rambling.....the unessesary difficulties we create for oursleves in a so-called civilized society, and the need to return to that which is natural are all expressed here. Perhaps a poem like this can help us reflect in on that which is REALLY important and help us realize what we need to focus and ignore the rest that really is'nt worth the worry. An excellent poem, from an excellent mind.

Stay strong Allisoni, the peace will come to you.

--
"O ka huhu 'ino ka mea e ola 'ole ai." (Rage is a thing that cannot produce life) -- Hawaiian Proverb

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